Chapter 1045 - 348: Chaos True Skill

Ow!

The invisible roar of an exotic beast faintly emanated from Wu Jin.

On his body, a massive purple tiger phantom formed, with a gaping mouth and fierce fangs, constantly roaring at Xia Ping.

Beside him, Lin Xian’s forehead was covered in sweat.

Even though he was merely observing, Wu Jin did not target him, yet Lin Xian felt an overwhelming pressure.

He quickly sat down cross-legged, focused his mind, and a powerful martial Dao will suddenly rose, enveloping him and condensing into a small cluster.

Caught between the vast, majestic, and indomitable wills of Wu Jin and Xia Ping, it flickered, struggling to hold its ground.

"Hmph!"

Wu Jin snorted coldly, and the purple tiger phantom gathered on him roared and charged directly at Xia Ping.

This was a clash of martial Dao wills.

The martial Dao will trained by the three ancient martial families is different from ordinary martial artists.

They cultivate the will of ancient desolate beasts, comprehending it from their bloodlines, forming the phantom of the ancient desolate beast contained within.

Only in this way can they fully unleash the mighty power inherent in their bloodlines.

In contrast, Xia Ping.

The aura around him grew stronger, twisting into a phantom emitting scorching heat like a burning man.

Whoosh~~

Only to see the expression of the will-phantom formed by Xia Ping as calm, while flames burned fiercely in his eyes.

Facing the snarling, charging giant tiger phantom, Xia Ping’s will-phantom leisurely reached out a hand burning with red flames.

The fiery red hand slapped the giant purple tiger’s forehead with a boom.

The giant purple tiger phantom at this time also opened its fierce, large mouth, biting at Xia Ping’s shoulder, intending to swallow his entire arm.

This was a clash of martial Dao wills.

The spirits of both were strong, the martial Dao will they formed was terrifyingly powerful, a manifestation of a martial artist’s strength.

The stronger the martial Dao will, the more formidable the martial artist’s power tends to be.

Ow!

At the moment the giant tiger phantom and Xia Ping were about to collide, a disdainful smile appeared on Wu Jin’s lips.

Bang!

The Qi Blood within Wu Jin suddenly boiled, the immense bloodline power surged out, and the giant tiger phantom formed by the martial Dao will suddenly expanded three to four times bigger.

Next.

The purple tiger phantom roared, swallowing Xia Ping’s flaming will-phantom within its large mouth.

"Martial Alliance, nothing special."

"Just a dog raised by an ancient martial family; even if it breaks free from its master’s control, it’s still a dog that eats its own filth."

Wu Jin’s contemptuous voice echoed.

The purple tiger phantom, having swallowed Xia Ping’s martial Dao will-phantom, returned to Wu Jin’s side, its aura overwhelming.

"Senior!"

Lin Xian opened a slit in his eyes at the external commotion, a hint of worry flashing through his mind.

"Ha!"

Xia Ping lightly chuckled, his expression unchanged.

His aura not only didn’t falter after the recent clash but grew stronger.

A terrifying heat emanated from his body, slightly distorting the air around him.

"Hmm?"

Seeing the situation, Wu Jin hummed slightly, a sense of unease emerging in his mind.

He swiftly turned his head to look at the purple tiger phantom beside him.

"Not good!"

Wu Jin exclaimed.

The purple tiger phantom displayed a painful expression, its temperature rising crazily, distorting the air around it.

Wisps of golden flames emerged from the tiger phantom’s eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

Wu Jin kicked his legs forcefully, retreating rapidly, his right hand forming a blade and slicing down in front of him.

Pfft—

Wu Jin suddenly spit out fresh blood.

This blade cut forcibly severed the mystical link between him and the powerful martial Dao will phantom he condensed.

Wu Jin’s aura plummeted, his face pale.

Boom!

Subsequently, the towering, majestic purple tiger phantom exploded with a bang.

The terrifying heat transformed into a formless ripple, spreading outwards, revealing at the center the burning will-phantom.

"Won!"

"How powerful the martial Dao will, daring to face Wu Jin’s desolate beast will head-on and blast it apart!"

"Mr. Xia is amazing!"

Lin Xian gulped in surprise, his eyes burning with excitement.

He primarily trained, like Xia Ping, in a fire attribute martial arts skill.

Though he had only broken two Heavenly Dao shackles, Lin Xian had already begun exploring the martial Dao path beyond these bonds.

Witnessing Mr. Xia’s terrifying strength, Lin Xian felt hopeful for the future.

"Nothing special."

"In thirty odd years, your martial Dao has barely advanced." Xia Ping said casually, looking at the pale-faced Wu Jin.

His aura quickly subsided, and the will-phantom forged from his martial Dao gradually faded away.

"Impossible!"

"How can your martial Dao will be so powerful?" Wu Jin’s face was grim, eyes filled with disbelief.

The martial Dao will of the Wu Family imitates the desolate beast will of powerful beings born in the primordial times at the inception of the world.

How could such a mighty desolate beast will lose to Xia Ping’s inferior martial Dao will?

"Your path is wrong."

"Martial Dao is about one’s own path, the path of humanity, most fitting for the human race."